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Chapter 1431

Words:3004Update:22/08/17 16:06:23

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"Hmph, such powerful spear prowess! This spear has actually been completely integrated by you! "

A sword radiance surged from within the thunderstorm and slashed down the spear prowess. Subsequently, Li Yunxiao's figure emerged with a cold expression.

He held the sword horizontally in front of him and raised the hammer in the other hand. Countless lightning radiance converged and formed a green dragon that wandered around.

"Heaven's Retribution, Thunder Dragon of the Nine Heavens, World Annihilation!"

With a light shout, the hammer ruthlessly smashed down.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled, heaven and earth changed color. Heaven's Retribution turned into a dragon, World Annihilation and Rebirth!

The essence force in Li Yunxiao's body was instantly sucked dry, and his face turned pale.

This was the second time he used this move today, and it seemed to be a little difficult to sustain.

Luo Qingyun was shocked, but his eyes burst out with radiance as he laughed wildly, "Haha, powerful! This is the battle I am looking forward to! "

The mighty spear flew over, creating a series of spear sparks. The phantom of a desolate beast appeared, its eyes ferocious.

"Ancient desolate beast, devour it!"

Luo Qingyun shouted and slashed down with his spear prowess. The desolate beast shadow instantly roared and rushed forward!

"Boom!"

The thunder dragon's five claws turned purple and clashed with the desolate beast, setting off waves of ripples that caused the space to be in a trance.

Li Yunxiao was shocked. In his eyes, Luo Qingyun was standing with his spear as if he had reached the state of no self and no form. He was one with the spear, one with heaven and earth, and they were one with one.

The Desolate God's Bright Moon Spear was the same as his ice sword. They were both obtained from the Divine Palace in Mount Meru. It was an ancient Maha artifact, and it was abnormally difficult to completely refine it.

With his understanding of martial arts and techniques, he was still unable to completely refine the ice sword. How did Luo Qingyun do it?

"Boom!"

With no time to think, Luo Qingyun's spear prowess rose and turned into a stream of light as he stabbed forward. The dragon beast's battle phenomenon was instantly shattered, and a sharp spear radiance came forward and suppressed the space.

A golden light lit up on Li Yunxiao's body, revealing the Indestructible Golden Body. Like a celestial being, he held the sword with both hands and slashed down without any fancy moves.

Bang!

The two profound level weapons fiercely collided with each other, releasing a dazzling light. With this one clash, Li Yunxiao was forced to retreat dozens of feet and his hands were numb.

At the same time, Luo Qingyun also retreated a few dozen feet, but the impact he received was obviously smaller.

Li Yunxiao's eyes were filled with shock as he said, "Your physical body …"

Luo Qingyun seemed to be quite surprised as well. He said in astonishment, "To be able to withstand my attack, Li Yunxiao, your luck is not small."

Li Yunxiao's face was cold as he said, "You do have the strength to fight me, but now is not the time."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. His entire body turned into a bolt of lightning and was about to fly away.

At this moment, everyone was restrained, and it was the best time for him to leave alone. Only a fool would stay here and fight a pointless battle.

"You are not allowed to leave!"

Luo Qing Yun was shocked. He roared furiously and thrust his spear through the air!

"Chi!"

The spear shadow pierced through the void, but Li Yunxiao had already disappeared.

"Stay here!"

"Roar!"

Luo Qingyun suddenly roared, and his body instantly turned into a dragon. An infinite amount of dragon's might rushed into heaven and earth, changing the color of the sky and earth!

"Kaboom!"

The heavens and earth shook violently, as if they were trembling under this roar.

The entire space, with Luo Qingyun as the center, tumbled in all directions like giant waves on the surface of a lake.

Not far away, under the trembling of the space, Li Yunxiao fell out. With a look of shock, he cried out, "The Roar of the True Dragon!"

The power of this roar contained the purest of dragon's might!

Not only him, but everyone in heaven and earth were affected as well. When they looked over, they all revealed looks of surprise.

"Eh? This kid … "

Yao Jinliang's eyes flashed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Elder Hong's pupils shrank and revealed a look of joy. He roared, "Blood Shadow Hellish Hand!"

Thousands of bloody hands formed and slammed down on Yao Jinliang!

Elder Huang also made his move. The light blade in his hand popped out with a "Weng" sound and slashed forward with incomparable speed.

"If I don't show my prowess, you will think I am a sick cat!"

Yao Jinliang's eyes turned cold as he drew a circle in front of him with his right hand. A giant golden talisman appeared in his palm and spun non-stop.

"Boom!"

A vast amount of energy gushed out from the golden talisman in his hand and instantly suppressed the thousands of bloody hands.

He sneered and slammed his right hand forward. He shouted, "All of you, die! Sacred Battle Art! "

Golden light bloomed and swallowed the sky full of bloody hands. The giant golden talisman turned into the word "Fighting" and pressed down on the two elders.

"Not good. Run!"

Red and yellow lights flashed in the sky and shot out in different directions. Even Elder Lan, who was fighting with the Burial Cloud Beast not far away, flew away.

"Kaboom!"

The word "Fighting" smashed into the ground and instantly caused the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. The earth's veins were turned into dust.

Everyone was affected by the shockwave, and they all escaped in terror.

Tens of thousands of miles high in the sky, the wind and clouds were raging.

Ning Kewei's figure suddenly appeared, but he didn't care about the destruction caused by the Sacred Battle Art. Instead, he looked at Luo Qingyun in shock and said, "Roar of a True Dragon?! Wei Qing, did your experiment succeed? "

A green light in front of him turned into a human figure and said, "Hehe, what do you think?"

Ning Kewei stared at Luo Qingyun below and said, "Indeed, the dragon's aura is vast and mighty. It has the aura of a True Dragon, but it is obviously not a True Dragon."

Wei Qing sneered and said, "If it was a True Dragon, would you still be struggling? Ancient True Dragons are born from heaven and earth. Even the strongest Dragons can't reach that realm. However, it is not impossible for them to revert to the True Spirit Realm! "

"True Spirit?!" Ning Kewei was shocked.

"You should worry about your own fate first."

Wei Qing's face was filled with ridicule. He clasped his hands together and five giant Kun Slaves appeared in front of him. Their facial features were indistinguishable and their expressions were solemn. They surrounded Ning Kewei.

The Kun Slaves were holding mystic weapons in their hands. There were sabers, swords, and halberds.

"Hmph, the External Incarnation is indeed amazing, but don't you think these Nine Stars Peak Kun Slaves are useless?"

Ning Kewei's fingers flickered with golden light as he drew a talisman in the air. He snorted and slammed it out.

The talisman rotated and various golden lights shot out in all directions.

"Boom!"

The five Kun Slaves stagnated under the impact of the golden lights and were forced to take a few steps back. They then circulated their essence force and attacked again.

"Kaboom!"

Five rays of light fell and the space shook. Ning Kewei's figure had already disappeared.

"Hmph, playing hide-and-seek with me?"

Wei Qing sneered and said, "Since you know you are no match for me, why not just give up and die?" He raised his hand and a golden light appeared in his hand. It turned into a scroll and he unfolded it.

"Picturesque landscape, how many heroes have there been."

Suddenly, a golden light shone and lit up the sky.

Within the golden light was an expanse of mountains and rivers, the divine continent stretching for tens of thousands of li. The scenery was picturesque, grand and magnificent, imposing and majestic.

The vision was like a rainbow waterfall that pierced through time and space and rolled towards Ning Kewei.

Ning Kewei felt the space around him stagnate. His eyes narrowed and he quickly formed a hand seal. Instantly, his hair fluttered and his robe fluttered.

A ray of light flew out from his hand seal and turned into an ancient bronze battle spear. The surface of the spear was filled with flowing runes and light.

Four ancient characters were carved on the spear's body — "Dancing Ray of Light"!

Wei Qing's expression changed drastically. He clasped his hands together and the five Kun Slaves instantly turned into rays of light and entered his body. He shouted and slammed his palms forward.

A giant blood seal flew into the golden scroll. Instantly, a bright red color surged out. The setting sun hung in the west, the biting cold northern wind, and the small bridge over the flowing water.

"Picturesque landscape, the setting sun is like blood. Today, I stride forward and surpass it!"

The entire sky was dyed red. Clouds covered thousands of miles and the setting sun caused endless vitality to disappear.

The wrinkles on Ning Kewei's body reappeared and deepened. He was shrouded in a red light.

"Hmph, Dancing Ray of Light!"

He lightly formed a hand seal and the battle spear in front of him flew up. Under the countless runes, golden light flowed and time flew.

"Do you not see, the yellow river flows from the heavens to the sea, never to return?"

"Do you not see, the bright mirror mourns for the white hair, black in the morning and white in the evening?"

Droning sounds resounded from the spear, and the vibrations shook the nine heavens. It was like a sad song that reverberated from the ancient times, and its aura surged into the mountains and rivers!

Ning Kewei grabbed the battle spear with his right hand. His left hand formed a hand seal and three afterimages appeared in front of him.

The figure on the left formed a hand seal and the battle spear turned into thousands of different martial intents that collided with each other.

"Take my move, Ten Thousand Streams of Regret!"

The figure in the center raised the battle spear high. Circles of ancient runes circled around his body like stars in the sky.

"Take my move, Mirror White Hair!"

The figure on the left was surrounded by frost. White flowers fluttered in the wind. Snow fell like willow catkins in the wind.

"Take my move, Black Hair Becomes Snow!"

The power of the three spears suddenly rose up. It was as if the sky was shaking and the clouds were parting. They slashed towards the picturesque landscape and the setting sun was like blood!

Rumble rumble rumble!

The terrifying power collided and the sky turned pitch black. An endless storm of energy rose up and swallowed everything in all directions.

The sun and moon lost their light. The world collapsed and the world fell into darkness.

"Motherf * cker, it's coming again!"

It was this kind of terrifying power that swept through everything in the world.

Li Yunxiao cursed and was instantly swallowed up by the shockwaves, disappearing without a trace.

The result of the battle between Qi Shengfeng and Teng Guang just now was still unknown. This place was once again covered in darkness, as if the world had yet to open.

In this darkness, a golden light suddenly flashed. It was that flying ray of light that fiercely stabbed forward!

Peng!

Endless shattering sounds rang out. The sharp edge of the battle spear rippled as if it had pierced into an endless abyss.

"Chi!"

A smear of blood dyed the night and slowly turned into Wei Qing's figure. His face was deathly pale.

The battle spear stabbed into his shoulder. The body of the spear kept buzzing and ancient intent surged out.

Blood slowly dyed his green robe red, becoming eye-catching in the endless night.

Wei Qing's lips were pale. He stared at the darkness in front of him and said, "One Spirit Into Three Pure Ones. Amazing! No wonder you were once one of the seven sect leaders. Your strength didn't retreat but instead advanced! "

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